Mr. Normal
Chp.3
A Bright Sun Shiny Day?
Disclaimer: I don't own it, I just like to play with the characters a little
Pairing: Jake and Miley
Summary: Jake finally comes back after figuring out what a normal kid is like
He'd woken up at five thirty, gotten himself out of bed, taken a shower, dressed in a black t-shirt and jeans, eaten breakfast, and left his house at exactly seven thirty. Which should have given him enough time to get to school, find a place to park, and get to his first class with plenty of time to spare, or at least that's what he'd thought.
Actually, the latter part of the morning had been spent trying to find a parking space in the nearly overflowing parking lot. Everytime he'd find one someone in a hybrid of some sort, or a Mini Cooper would zip right into it and he'd be left laying on the horn with a few choice words slipping from his lips.
He'd finally found one down in no mans land near the football field, between the fence and a Hummer. It was tight fit, but the only space left in the whole lot.
If his morning couldn't get any worse he slammed his door into the side of the Hummer, dropped his class schedule, which slid in under his car, and as he reached down to grab it his keys went flying under the other car. He'd had to drop to his knees to get the schedule, his right knee landing in something that he really didn't want to know what it was, his keys had landed in a puddle of motor oil, which ended up on his hand while grabbing them up.
Shaking his head he starts to walk into the school, brushing the goo from his knee, and managing to get the oil on his pants instead. He can't believe just how un-sun shiny his day had been so far, he only had five minutes to find his locker and get to his first class, at least in that respect he had a little luck, both were down the same hallway. He flings his coat in the locker, grabs a notebook, slams the door shut and basically runs to class.
Just as the rest of his morning had been, of course the teacher had seen him slip into an empty desk at the back of the room.
She'd looked a him pointedly, with one of those disapproving smiles. "Class," everyone except him looks up at the request, "we have a new student today."
God he hated this part, he just knew she was gonna make him stand up in front of the class and tell all about himself. This was so humiliating.
"Mister Rine?" And here it comes. "Why don't you tell us about yourself."
At his name a girl one row and about three seats up from him quickly turns and scans the back of the room.
Damn, he didn't know that Miley would be in this class. Why was she taking anything advanced, especially Chemistry. Well that had just blown his whole plan of surprising her at her locker after class. He'd specifically asked to have a locker near hers. He'd told the principal that she was the only person in the school he knew, and that she'd agreed to show him around. That was a big bunch of hooey, but he'd needed an excuse, and it had worked.
He'd planned it all out, well he'd always wanted to do the whole walk up to the locker, drape an arm over the door, and say,"hey pretty lady," and all that, but her being in his class just totally blew that plan right out of the water, and into outer space somewhere.
He'd watched as her eyes grew wide as saucers as they finally landed on him, her jaw was kind of slack, her lips formed the word "Jake" absently as she stared.
He'd smiled shyly at her, ducking his head slightly. Yeah, Jake Ryan could be the shy guy at times.
"Mister Rine, we're waiting." Mrs. What the hell's her name says, with that tone that makes you want to hide under your desk.
He'd smiled his most charming smile at the old battle axe, umm teacher, "sorry I was just collecting my thoughts there, ma'am."
He'd cleared his throat and taken a quick look at the rest of the class. Lily and Oliver were sitting side by side. Lily behind Miley, and Oliver about two seats up from his own. Having taken stock of who was who he decides to give the teacher his little spiel. "Well my names Leslie Rine, Les for short." He quickly asserted. We just moved here from Idaho. My dad got transferred from there. I like to listen to music, surf, go to movies, and just generally hang out." He wasn't about to tell them all about himself, that would ruin the whole normal thing. The Idaho part was the truth, and his list of hobbies wasn't as long as it should've been, but all in all he'd told what he could.
Some kid that looked vaguely like Dandruff Danny, minus the dandruff, turned in his seat to look at him. "You surfed in Idaho?"
It was Danny, and he really needed a stupid sign. So okay it was a valid question, but still stupid. "Actually," he almost cracks up. "I used to live here about two years ago, and I took up surfing. I haven't been on my board in a while, but I can't wait to get back up there."
He glanced over to where Miley was sitting, and Lily had turned in her seat, he'd assumed it was the word surf that had caught her attention. But Miley was the person he was staring at, she was waving her hands around, and mouthing the words "No Lily, No!" at her best friend.
He almost laughed at the scene, it was just such a Miley thing to do.
He starts to actually pay attention to Lily, and only catches part of what she'd said. "Surfing after school. You wanna come?"
"Sure." He was back to watching Miley, and waiting for her reaction. Her forehead hit the top of Lily's desk in defeat, her arms hung loosely to the sides.
Oh god! she was so predictable, and cute, and his heart jumped in his chest at the sight of her. Even when she's staring daggers at him. Yup he is still completely in love with her.
"Okay, class. That's enough," the teacher says, "it's time for us to get learning."
An audible groan floats over the air, Jake's own included. Not because of the learning, he actually preferred that to what Miley was going to do after the learning was over.
She'd waited by the door for him after class, and grabbed his arm when he walked by. She didn't look happy, at all.
"What the hell was that, Jake?"
Miley was mad, and she'd cursed. This wasn't good.
"SHH! Miley. Do you want everyone to know who I am?"
"And why are you here, you didn't say anything last night about coming to school here."
Well at least she hadn't slapped him, but she looked like she would.
He takes her hand and walks over to a corner, and lifts her head up so that they're looking eye to eye. "It was supposed to be a surprise, I was gonna find you after class and tell you, I wasn't expecting you to be in my first class that just ruined the whole part where I surprised you. I'm not complaining at all, 'cause seeing you isn't a bad thing."
"Okay, but why'd you agree to go surfing with Lily, and Oliver this afternoon? If you don't want people finding out who you really are, why hang with them, they'll eventually find out."
"I have to make friends some how, don't I?"
"Yeah, but Lily and Oliver?"
"Why not make friends with people who are already friends?"
"Umm, Jake?"
He looked down at her, an eyebrow arched in question.
"I hate to tell you this but Lily and Oliver they didn't really like you that much. Well the Jake part of you, anyway."
"I know that, god last time I was around..." He lets that hang for a minute, "I think I wouldn't have liked me very much either, I was so obnoxious, I don't see how I stood myself. You've got to look at it like this, Miles. You guys were dealing with Jake, and not Les. Les is a more likeable person, I promise."
She stared at him for a moment. "From what I know of Les, I think I like him, and I think if Les stays around maybe everyone else will him too. Just as long as Jake doesn't show up and ruin the whole thing." She smiles at him, and giggles.
"Don't worry, if Jake shows up I'll let you beat him up." He could stand there all day and watch her smile.
"Okay, that's a deal, so what's your next class. I'll show you where to go." She turned from him and headed to her locker.
He followed her, and her locker was right across from his. "My locker's right there, Miley. He points to his graffiti covered locker, "I'll just grab some things, and be right back."
"Yeah, okay."
He watched as Lily leans from behind the door of her locker and overhears the conversation.
"Hey, Miles!"
"Hey, Lil."
"So you do know the new hottie." It wasn't a question, just a point of fact.
"Yeah, he lived next to one of my cousins in Idaho." She could tell them just about as well as he could.
"Oh, do you think you could introduce me."
"Sure, I'm sure he'd love to have a new friend." Oh she'd put the emphasis on friend.
"Great."
As he turned from his locker some jock looking dude come up behind Miley and put his arm around her shoulders.
"Hey, Miley."
"Hey, Derrick." She looked as if she could hit something, and he wasn't sure if it was going to be him or not. So he decided to stay put for the moment.
"So are we on for Friday night?" He hears Derrick ask.
Oh this did not look good for his plan.
(UH OH! What's up with this new guy? I'm EVIL, EVIL I tell you. Hope you guys enjoyed. Be kind review.
